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SUNG FIRST AT THEIR THIRD REUNION AT IOWA 
CITY, IOWA, SEPTEMBER 23 AND 24, 1885, 

AND BY THE BRIGADE AT THEIR FIFTH REUNION 
AT COUNCIL BLUFFS, IOWA, SEPTEM- 
BER 18 AND 19, 1889. 



WASHINGTON, D. C. 

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Air: ''Benny Havens, O!" 




SUNG FIRST AT THEIR THIRD REUNION AT IOWA 
CITY, IOWA, SEPTEMBER 23 AND 24, iSSS) 



AND BY THE BRIGADE AT THEIR FIFTH REUNION 
AT COUNCIL BLUFFS, IOWA, SEPTEM- 
BER 18 AND 19, 1889. - 



WASHINGTON, D. C. 

GIBSON BROS., PRINTERS AND BOOKBINDERS. 

1S89. 



The -cords, -cith the exception of verses six and 
seven, by General BeJkriap. 

J'erses s/x and sevefi by Major H. C. Mc Arthur 
of the ijth lozca. 

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SONG OF CROCKER'S IOWA BRIGADE. 

Air : " Benny Havens, O .' " 



Hurrah ! for our four Regiments ! 

Hurrah I for Crocker's Boys I 
We'll cheer them and we'll shout for them 

Aloud, with joyful noise. 
We'll sing: the souses of our brigade, 

And our own bugles' Blow 
Until we're ordered in, at taps, 

To Benny HaVens','0 ! 

Chorus : Oh I Benny Havens. O I Oh I Benny Havens, O 
Until we're ordered in, at taps, 
To Benny Havens, O I 



In memorv of our Crocker, 

We drop the soldier's tear ; 
And tell our children of his name- 

A name we all revere. 
As the winds of Western Iowa 

Across the Prairies blow 
They'll bear the story of his fame 

To Bennv Havens. O ! 



Tlie Colonels of our cjUi Brij^ade 

Are not forgotten now : 
They swore to do their duty well. 

And always kept tlieir \ow. 
Hall was a gallant soldier ; 

Reid never cared for show ; 
But in a fight, fought for the right, 

And Benny Havens. O 1 

4 

Chambers and Hare iiave from us 

Our greetings when we meet ; 
And may Shane's life be full of joy, 

And peaceful at retreat. 
We send to Abercrombie 

Kind words as on we go ; 
And make Ad. Sanders feel as big 

As Bennv Havens. O ! 

5 

Here's to gallant General Hetlrick — 

He was badly shot. } ou know : 
Atlanta's fight found him in front. 

Where he would always go. 
And W'hen we marched on Washington. 

Where we were glad to go. 
W\» found him drinking iced champagne 

With Bennv Havens. O '. 



Oh ! here's to General Belknap — 

Our leader tried and tiue ; 
As brave as anv lion 

When there- was work to do. 
So. wlien his labors ended, 

.\nd lie is called to go. 
He'll Hnil his name enrolled with our; 

And Benny Havens, O I* 

• This verso iuscrilwHl bv H. C. Mi-ArtUur. 



Then cheer on cheer for Belknap, 

The Bully Boy you know, 
Who jerked a " Reb " across the works 

In a \va}' that wasn't slow. 
When we march up to Heaven, 

Where we all hope to go. 
We'll pitch his tent in camp with us 

And Benn\ Havens. O I * 



The Bummers were a lively lot, 

You should have seen them then ; 
Each morning thev were fifty strong. 

Each night two hundred men ; 
And when they heard of first-class pork 

How fast their ranks would grow — 
Of men who gobbled grub for us 

And Benny Havens, O ! 

9 

Dad Kneiss of the Eleventh 

Was always hard to beat ; 
He loved to forage for the boys 

When they were out of meat ; 
He dug out sweet potatoes 

With his bayonet for a hoe, 
And cooked them on a stove he stole 

From Benny Havens, O ! 

TO 

The Thirteenth bragged on Limber Jim, 

And on Abijah Cox — 
Who were sharp as any bummers. 

And as cunning as the fox. 
They captured hams and sausages, 

And roosters that would crow ; 
And kept the camp aw\ake all night 

With Benny Havens, O ! 



' This verse inscribed bv H. C. McArthur. 



II 

Dave Ilornbaker and Bill Cockayne 

The Fifteenth will remember. 
On that cold Christmas march we made 

To Redbone in December. 
They grabbed the chickens from their roosts, 

And dressed them in the snow : 
And. when they ate them, left but bones 

For Iknnv Ha\ ens, O I 

12 

What fellow in the Sixteenth 

Has forgotten old Al. Mix, 
Who. when the rebels chased him back, 

Put in his biggest licks? 
His chickens were all yellow-legs. 

lie knew where good things grow, 
Antl alw avs got the vcrv best 

For lieniu' Max ens. O I 

On skirmish line in ritic jiits. 

Our soldiers fighting fell : 
Of mingled dead of rank and file 

True history w ill lell. 
Eleventh's Foster always went 

Where any man could go. 
And with him Walker joined the lanks 

Of Benny Havens. O! 

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The men who carried the musket. 

The men who won the fight, 
They faltered not, but bravely stood 

In ranks by day and night. 
They bore our glorious lianner 

Before a daring toe 
That yielded to the .Stais and Stripes 

Of Benny Havens, O: 



15 

The Adjutants of our Brigade- 
God bless them all \vc say ; 

For when they made their details out 
To hear was to obey. 

And when they marched on Dress Parade 
Antl stood us in a row. 

We surely thought them twice as big 
As Benny Havens, O ! 

i6 

Cadle in Alabama dwells. 

And Candee in the West ; 
Myer and Anson don't respond — 

Are they at Parade Rest? 
Lawrence and Stidger are not here — 

Their orders came to go ; 
We'll meet them at our last tattoo 

With Benny Havens. () I 

Kinsman now works for Uncle vSam, 

Rood in Mount Vernon dwells ; 
Wilson in Jasper runs a bank, 

And Clark insurance tells ; 
King, as Presiding Elder, waits 

For Galjriel's trump to blow ; 
And Pomutz has passed in his checks 

To Benny Havens, O ! 

18 

The fighting Fourth Division 

Was never known to yield ; 
Brave Gresham fell far in the front 

On fierce Atlanta's field. 
Smith sought the midst of battle 

With his face toward the foe ; 
McArthur's Scotch cap waved us on 

To Bennv Havens. O ! 



'9 

The Thirty-Scconcl Illinois 

Marched with us to the sea 
In Sixty-four and Sixty-five, 

Those years of Jubilee. 
First Minnesota Battery, 

How quick your shots would go 
To tell the Rebs that we were there. 

With BcMiny Havens. O ! 

20 

We remember our McPherson — 

Brave, gallant. thrx)ugh and through 
Whose memory is sacred 

To all the Boys in Blue. 
Blair was a noble soldier. 

Beloved bv friend and foe : 
We'll ne'er forget them when we sing 

Of Bcnnv Havens. O ! 



Hurrali for General Sherman. 

Our gallant old "Tecump :" 
He whooped us up when on a march 

And made the rebels "hump." 
From \'icksburg to Savani.iah 

He tough t and flanked them so. 
They thouglit it was the ver\ Devil 

Witli Bennv Havens. O 1 



Here's to our great Commander — 

Victorious U. S. Grant, 
Who, when he moved upon their works, 

Had no such word as "'can't." 
God bless the grand old hero 

Wherever he may go. 
And bring him safelv home at last 

To Bennv Havens, O I 



23 

Hurrah tor Hickcnloopcr. 

Our oalhuit Engineer. 
Who, when the hoys ••wouUl whoop her" up, 

Knew no such word as tear. 
He built our bridges, cut our roads, 

And told us where to go ; 
And now he'll blaze the way for us 

To Benny Havens. O I 

24 

The marches of our army 

We never can forget. 
In mud and dust, and heat and snow, 

And weather dry and wet. 
And when the cavalry rushed back 

And made their usual blow. 
We knew there was a tight ahead 

For Benny Ha\'ens. O I 

25 

The Doctors came at sick-call. 

And did their work up brown. 
With sweet blue mass and Epsom salts 

To wash the quinine down. 
With " sph'ittis frimiejiti " 

They soothed the soldier's woe. 
O I how they'd love to saw the bones 

Of Benny Havens, O I 

37 

They say all Qiiartermasters 

Look out for number one ; 
But wdien we shouted '• sow belly " 

Thev knew work must be done. 
Dick Cadle, Ragsdale, Little Hope — 

We blessed with words of woe ; 
But now wish them and Higley well 

With Bennv Havens, O ! 



2S 

The Sutler watclieci for pa\ -tlav — 

Then he was alwavs found ; 
For when the greenbacks were paid out 

The Sutler was around. 
But when the bovs went for him 

His heart would hll with woe 
To see the cheese get up and walk 

To Benny Havens. O I 

29 

Here's to the Army Mule, my boys. 

Its deeds the teamsters tell ; 
For when they cracked their whips and swore 

He did his work like well I 

We corduroyed the roads with rails. 

And he'd get up and go. 
And pull the hartl tack through for us 

And Benny Ha\ ens. O I 

30 

" Right dress, there. Corporal Slonaker, 

Vou'rc worse than anv mule ; 
You haven't dressed up on the rigiit. 

You've acted the plunJ) fool."' 
Brave Throcky said : "" My time was out^ 

They w ould not let me go : 
I'll stav now till thev shoot me out 

With Bennv Havens, OI" 



When we were at Lake Proviilence 

Capt. Reid was an M. D.. 
The darkies called him Doctor, 

And his advice was free. 
He physicked them for all disease, 

And made their big tears flow ; 
And sent them, full of castor oil. 

To Bemn Havens, OI 



3^ 

Here's to our fallen comrades, 

That brave, heroic band, 
Wlio fought and fell on Soutliern fields 

To save this lovely land. 
They've crossed the gloomy river, 

They're free from care and woe ; 
Encamped on Heaven's peaceful plains 

With Benny Havens, O ! 

33 

Here's to our wives and sweethearts — 

God bless you, dear old girls ! 
Your children are our jewels. 

Richer than gems or pearls. 
Your dear arms were aronnd us, 

'Twas hard for us to go. 
Come ! kiss us now for Auld Lang vSyne 

And Benny Havens, O ! 

34 

Whatever be our fortunes. 

Wherever we may be. 
We'll stand up for our country's flag — 

The flag of liberty. 
Unfurl it to the breezes 

Wherever it may blow, 
And let no hand profane the flag 

Of Benny Havens, O 1 

35 

And now the war -is over. 

Kind Heaven has been benign. 
With grateful hearts we all recall 

The days of "Auld Lang Syne." 
Then pack vour knapsacks, comrades. 

The trumpet soon will blow ; 
Be ready for our final march 

To Bennv Havens, O ! 



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